Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 1 I don't work hard, no one knows how weak I am [New Book Collection]

Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and showers are about to pour.

Qindu, Xianyang.

A black-billed and gray-haired falcon swooped down over the majestic palaces with vibrating wings.

Interspersed between the thick ancient city walls and pavilions.

After a while, the falcon's speed slowed down, and it landed lightly on a dark red building. While fluttering its feathers, it tilted its head and looked at the young man lying on his back on the stage.

From a distance, he looks plain and thin, and if he gets closer, he can still see his frowning brows and slender eyelashes clearly.

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As the falcon chirped, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, got up and patted the dust off his body, and raised his arms towards the falcon.

Seemingly used to this action, the falcon landed on the boy's arm the moment he raised his arm, rubbing his mouth against the boy's robe.

With a smile on his face, the young man stroked the falcon's wings fondly, then took out the prepared meat cattail, and fed it to the falcon to peck.

After the falcon finished eating, he focused on the bamboo tube on the falcon's left foot.

Reaching out to remove the white silk from the bamboo tube, the young man read it silently, and then looked at the vicissitudes of the Xianyang Palace with blurred eyes.

"Brother Zheng, father!"

Zhao Kun sighed lightly, and said to himself: "You said that you can enjoy a few years of happiness in peace of mind? It's a historical drama, but it's going to take the road of Xianqin. If this continues, Sooner or later, I will put my life in."

"But." He changed the subject, and continued, "You put your life in it, but you can't take me with you!"

"That kid Hu Hai started to be arrogant and domineering before he became the Second Emperor of Qin, and he actually wanted to snatch my little eagle a few days ago;

Even though he didn't snatch it, it still offended him completely, just to be on the safe side, I don't want to stay in this palace anymore."

It has been three months since Zhao Kun came to this world.

Three months ago, he was a fresh graduate just looking for a job, but because he had no work experience, he was rejected by the company he wanted.

On a certain night when the net suppressed the clouds, he lamented the unfairness of his fate and wanted to go to the rooftop to blow some air.Unexpectedly, it came to the end of the Qin Dynasty.

Of course, it doesn't matter who he is.

The important thing is, his father.

That's right, his father is the famous Qin Shihuang in history.

The prestige of Qin Shihuang can be said to be astonishing in the past and the present. For more than 2000 years in later generations, no one does not know his great achievements.

But, is being the son of Qin Shihuang very happy?
None of his dozens of children came to a good end
When reading novels, I thought how awesome I would be if I was Qin Shihuang's son, but I really became Qin Shihuang's son, Zhao Kun only had one thought in his mind - to live with a smile.

Qin Shihuang is indeed powerful, but there are only a few children who can catch his eyes.

An ordinary prince like Zhao Kun, whose mother died young, is not welcome at all.

And the unpopular prince, even if he has the ability to govern the country, will end up with nothing to hate, because you can't even see Ying Zheng's face.

Even if you meet Ying Zheng, you will end up dying young in the end.

why?

Because Daqin Chaotang can't tolerate you!

There are currently two known factions, one is the diehard faction who supports the son Fusu, and the other is Qin Ershi supported by Zhao Gao.

These two factions brought together the top forces of Great Qin.

Going to play games with them is tantamount to nonsense.

Therefore, from the moment he learned that he was the son of Qin Shihuang, Zhao Kun decided to live his whole life.

But it's not that easy to survive.

The reason why Qin II in history easily slaughtered his brothers and sisters was because the first emperor had ordered that the royal family was not allowed to leave Beijing without authorization.

In other words, Zhao Kun is destined to die.

"Hey, it's so hard!"

Zhao Kun almost wanted to commit suicide in despair.

However, just when he was about to go to the rooftop again, the happy system finally knocked on his door.

As soon as he completes a plan, a draw can be triggered.

Prizes are distributed randomly, and there are no hints about the plan.

Sometimes an ordinary plan can get rich prizes, and sometimes a grand plan may be thanks for participating.

Faced with this uncertainty, Zhao Kun once again lost his retreat and could only continue to carry out his own plan.

Today is another day when an important plan of his is coming to an end, so he is here quietly waiting for the news.

At this moment, three lottery reminders suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Did any other plans succeed?" Zhao Kun murmured, and then clicked with his mind to start.

The turntable in my head started to spin.

Zhao Kun silently said good luck three times in his heart, and decisively pressed pause.

The speed of the turntable slowly slowed down when the surrounding colored lights came on.

"Ding, reward a box of amoxicillin."

Nima, it's amoxicillin again!Zhao Kun was so angry that he almost jumped off the stairs.

He always felt like he was being targeted!
What the hell, is it always amoxicillin?I don't have a cold or fever, so why fix this broken medicine!Can I still play?

There are several boxes under the bed!

He had just won three chances to draw the lottery, but his mentality collapsed at the beginning. However, he was a little unwilling to let him stop now. After all, the only thing he could rely on in this world was this system.

Fight!smoke!

The turntable is spinning again. Thank you for participating!

Ha ha!Come again!
"Ding, reward a box of Soft China."

I'll go to your uncle!Zhao Kun was so angry that the cross tendons on his forehead popped out.

"It's not easy to get amoxicillin, so why did you give me a pack of cigarettes?"

"You are a magical system, can you come up with something practical?"

"I don't ask you for an airplane, a cannon, an excavator, just a few baskets of sweet potatoes!"

"Don't fuck me up, okay?"

While he was talking to himself, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe walking towards him.

This person's name is Wu Cheng, and he is his confidant and servant.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Zhao Kun supported the falcon and waved his hand feebly.

"I'm fine, is the plan going well?"

Wu Cheng cupped his hands and said, "All the alchemists in Xianyang City have been arrested by His Majesty!"

"Where's my elder brother?"

"Rushing to the study, ready to meet His Majesty."

Zhao Kun nodded, did not speak, looked up into the distance, thoughtful.

Wu Cheng looked at his back and was a little puzzled: "My lord, since you are worried about His Majesty's health, why don't you persuade him face to face?"

"Would you listen to a stranger?" Zhao Kun asked indifferently.

"This"

Wu Cheng slammed his mouth in embarrassment, hesitant to speak.

Since Zhao Kun's mother died, Ying Zheng had never seen him again, and Zhao Kun didn't even know what his own father looked like.

This kind of father-son relationship is not as good as a stranger.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Kun yawned: "Go down, let me rest for a while."

After Wu Cheng retreated, there was only one person and one bird left on the building.

"call……"

Calming down his emotions, Zhao Kun lit a cigarette, took a sip, and looked at Yingzheng's study hazyly: "I don't work hard, you don't even know how weak I am!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and the falcon flapped its wings and flew towards the outside of Xianyang Palace.

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ps: This is a story of "a loving father and a filial son".

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